Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Thank you for your service and please know that your sacrifice is one that will never, ever be forgotten. Rest In Peace always

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

July 4, 2020

Well, Rod. It has been a while since I last visited, and a lot has taken place during those three years.

You are a Great-grandfather to Keith's son, Austen's two boys...Devian and AJ. And your grand-daughter Kiley just got married and looked very pretty. Alec and Trey have grown into handsome young men. Chase, he wears his heart on his sleeve...just like his dad. You would be proud of Keith and his family.

Mike's youngest is 15, Sean, and very handsome and in ROTC. Finlay is seven, loves to self-teach himself about the world countries, and he loves trains, just like you did. He is our worry as he suffers from lung issues and never know when there will be a "middle" of the night rush to emergency to keep him breathing. I know you must be watching over him. He has sandy red hair, just like yours. Maia, what can I say about Maia...she keeps everyone on their toes. She will be turning three shortly, loves to talk and talk and talk. Have to laugh, she is going to give Mike a run for his money.

I wish you had been here with me the past two years. I was diagnosed with a heart defect and just after retiring, I am told would have only two years to live if I didn't have surgery. After surgery, I became sick with the flu and had a heart attack 15 days before Christmas. They didn't think I would be leaving the hospital...but I fought hard to stick around as to watch our grand & great grandkids grow.

Park City Police and Fraternal Order of Police has been kind to me, and I think about their safety often with the world is today. Most of the officers you worked with have retired.

Getting up there in age, and still missing you.

Colleen

October 27, 2019

Dad,
32 years have past and you're still missed as if it was yesterday. A lot has changed since then as Mom stated in her reflection.

Although our paths crossed in what seems as just a fraction of time, the love and kindness, motivation and purpose, along with the patience and determination are the memories I draw from the most. As the "wild-one", you never thought twice on trying to instill traits that in the long run has become a norm in your grandchildren. Without you knowing, you taught me that "flesh and bone" should not be focused upon when embracing a family but how you contribute in molding, guiding, and nurturing all the gifts that are afforded to you in order to create a strong family.

Through all the up's and down's I know you've provided over watch. I know you've been there in my moments of doubt telling me to be calm as I gave treatment to wounded soldiers, or told me to lighten up the grip on the controls while "browning out" 10 feet before touchdown. I wish I could tell you my stories and hear yours in return. I will tell you that the censored marine stories you did share when you took me camping along with the uniform you wore so well are just a few of the things that made me admire who you are. You're acceptance and love for me molded me into what I am today and is shown in your grandchildren.

We love you always!

CW3 Keith Schreurs
U.S. Army Aviation

July 3, 2016

Rod was my very good friend. He was hired at ada co sheriffs office a few days after I was..Rod and I had many adventures on and off duty. We lived in the same apt complex. He became my best friend. I loved Rod like my own brother. I miss him and think of him often. I was a Pall bearer at his funeral. I veiwed his bruised body and could not hold my pain and cried out. He was my friend and brother. Rod was an honest man with integrity. Rod had a great sence of humor and constantly made me laugh.

Mark Ellis
Ex- Ada Co Sheriff. Jail, patrol, detective, federal drug task force

December 4, 2015

Rod, after all these years, I wait for your call to let me know you are okay while on patrol.

I heard the sires of patrol cars that night, and thought to myself, "he will have some exciting story to tell me about an arrest or chase when he gets home". Instead, a knock on the door. I didn't want to let the Chief and Lewis in, because it meant you wouldn't be coming home.

I want you to know very moment of that night is imprinted on my heart and still brings tears to my eyes. I miss you, and the years we could have had growing old together.

The boys have all grown up with children of their own.

Keith, our wild one has six children and is a Warrant Office with almost 20 years with the Army. I don't get to see them much because they have been living in Europe. You probably were right by his side during his 82nd Airborne combat medic air jumps, or on every mission as he flew his Blackhawk crew during his numerous tours in the middle east. He now is with the Army Fixed Wing serving in Asia before he retires. He tells his kids how your memory helped him in his life decisions. He didn't want to let you down. Keith is strong and courageous.

Michael, the creative one, is now working on his master's degree in film making, and he is quite talented.

Our grandchildren are beautiful with the youngest being three years old having your sandy-red hair and the gift of chatting with anyone, just like his grandpa Rod. Can you believe that!

Any time I drive by a small mom & pop fishing store on a lake, I think of you. That's what you wanted to have when you retired where we could sit on the porch and watch the sunrises and sunsets in quiet.

Time has come and gone, and I just can't see myself with anyone else. I get up in the morning and have that cup of coffee by myself on the patio before work. I just can't bring myself to share our dream with anyone else than you.

Now and then, you let me know you are still around through a dream. I see you young and strong, and still that caring person...in fact the last time you came to visit you reassured me that you truly okay.

Thank you for finding time to come in the middle of the night to chat with an old woman with a broken heart. Just like you with that gift of chat to warm my heart again.

Miss you Rod.

Colleen

Colleen Schreurs
Wife

October 25, 2015

Time may have passed but you are not forgotten. I believe as long as someone remembers you or speaks your name, you are still with us.
Thank you for your heroism.
GOD Bless

Detention Officer A.Zambito
Texas

July 13, 2015

To fully honor our heroes of the present, we must
recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 28th anniversary year of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service. My cherished son Larry Lasater was a fellow police officer who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer. He was also your brother in green as well so I bid you semper fi and thank you for your service in the Corps.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. Rest In Peace

Phylllis Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

December 28, 2012

Rod, it just doesn't seem so long ago when we sat in the Mount Air Cafe drinking coffee, telling stories and laughing until we had tears in our eyes.
You are not forgotten, Brother.

CRO W. F. Bryant
Salt Lake COunty Sheriff's Office

February 7, 2012

RIP You will never be forgotten by the ones who knew and loved you.Your legacy will live on.

Anonymous

October 11, 2008

"The Badge"

He starts his shift each day
To respond to calls unknown.
He drives a marked patrol car.
A police officer he is known.

He's paid by the citizens' taxes
To make it safe on the streets.
But he usually has a second job
'Cause a waitress has his salary beat.

Now he doesn't know a holiday
'Cause he works all year round.
And when Thanksgiving and Christmas finally arrive
At his home he cannot be found.

He's cursed and assaulted often,
The one whos blood runs blue.
He seldom ever gets a thanks,
To some he's just a fool.

His friends are always other cops
'Cause people just don't understand
That underneath his badge and gun,
He's just another man.

He knows there might not be a tomorrow
In this world of drugs and crime.
And he gets so mad at the court system
'Cause the crooks don't get any time.

And each day when he leaves for work,
He prays to God above.
Please bring me home after my shift
So I can see the ones I love.

But tonight he stops a speeding car,
He's alone down this ole' highway.
It's just a little traffic infraction.
He does it everyday.

Well, he walks up to the driver's window,
And his badge is shining bright.
He asked the guy for a driver's license,
When a shot rang through the night.

Yes, the bullet hit its mark,
Striking the officer in the chest.
But the Department's budget didn't buy
Each officer a bullet-proof vest.

So he lay on the ground bleeding.
His blood wasn't blue - His blood was red.
And briefly he thought of his loved ones
'Cause in a moment the officer was dead.

In the news they told the story
Of how this officer had died.
And some who listened cared less,
But those who loved him cried.

Well, they buried him in uniform
With his badge pinned on his chest.
He even had his revolver,
He died doing his best.

Written By:
David L. Bell
Sergeant
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

March 31, 2008

Rest in peace and know that your picture is hanging in our patrol room where we have briefing........

Reserve Officer Brewer
Park City Police Department

March 29, 2007

I pray that you are still resting peacefully and hope that you are still watching over us down here.

Cpl. Egendoerfer
Mishawaka PD

July 4, 2006